The dazzling sword light is like splitting mountains and rivers, like breaking the sun and moon. There are thousands of sword lights, all of which are like the essence. The imperial way is extremely powerful and crushes the sky. If the phoenix feather does not move, it will be nothing. If it moves, it will be thunderous, like a strong wind sweeping leaves and clouds.
Driven by the power of fate, Xiang transformed into a golden dragon that was more noble and mysterious than the ancient dragon. He rushed into the sea of auspicious purple clouds, and the blood condensed with majestic energy spilled down. In the imperial palace of the Xuanling Holy Realm,
There was a gorgeous rain of flowers, but those flowers were of a strange blood color and amber-like crystal, and they did not melt when they fell on the ground, interpreting the withering of life in the most poignant manner.【.
Qilin is known as an auspicious beast. In terms of the purity of its bloodline, it is not inferior to the dragon clan. The status of the ancestor of the Qilin clan is on par with the four major mythical beasts in the beast clan. The descendants of the mythical beast are protected by the consciousness of their ancestors.
, all have a destiny that ordinary people cannot match, and even if they suffer, it is difficult to fall. At this moment, Feng Yu is using the Yunxiang in his hand to unilaterally slaughter the Qilin clan. The scene is so weird that it chills the bones.
"Master of the Xuanling Holy Realm, if Qilin Palace is your trump card, you will be disappointed."
As the number of Qilin beasts dropped sharply, the formation that blocked the Imperial Palace gradually became unstable and could collapse at any time. How much thought did Feng Yu have to put into it? With Yun Xiang suppressing it, this group of Qilin, which did not even have the Supreme Emperor Realm, was completely
It is impossible to dig out any big lang words.
"Luo Fengyu, don't get too complacent too early. The reversal of your fall is the rise of the Source Seizing Formation."
A strange light rose from the deepest part of the Imperial Palace. The light seemed to be black and white, but if you look carefully, it seemed transparent. Feng Yu was about to use his eyes, but he found the mysterious spirits standing frozen around him, and their souls were suddenly broken.
, the body shimmering with divine light was disintegrated and fell on the land of Huangque.
Feng Yu felt something was wrong. With the power of destiny, he could anticipate the enemy's opportunities, but it seemed to have failed this time. The death of these mysterious spirits had nothing to do with him, and it had nothing to do with Qingxuan. He could not understand the person in Huangque.
The purpose. If it were an ordinary sacrificial blood formation, he would not be afraid at all. With the blood of the Heavenly Lord, the power gained from the sacrifice could not surpass the level of the Supreme Emperor. The other party knew his origins, so naturally he would not treat him.
I don’t understand his strength at all. If I understood him, I wouldn’t use mediocre methods to resist him.
"Luo Fengyu, your arrogant capital is not the mysterious power of destiny. It's a pity that you don't understand that pride is the grave of genius. Destiny is mysterious, but it does not have its nemesis. You thought your plan to cut off the wings of the Immortal Palace, the Immortal Emperor and Fuxi
Your Excellency will have no idea. Don’t you like to set traps for others? Today I want you to die in the big urn set by yourself. The big urn formed by the elite lives of the Xuanling and Qilin tribes must be very delicious. Don’t you wait?
Take your time and taste it." The voice coming from Huangque changed from the previous compromising tone and became extremely proud, mixed with strong murderous intent.
"I am not ashamed to say that." Feng Yu has nine divine weapons with him. The most mysterious Five Elements Divine Equipment, he has not used yet. Unless the true god comes, no one is sure to kill him.
"Really?" The voice's main voice laughed, "Luo Fengyu, although you have many artifacts, if you are unable to activate them, they are nothing more than a pile of scrap metal. I can capture them without the help of heaven and earth, or thousands of troops.
You, when I suck you dry and take away your Dao foundation, Dao fruit, and destiny power, it is my bag. God's position is supreme, and only the virtuous are worthy of occupying it. That belongs to me, you know, Luo